Movin On

by Richard Smith   Mar 18, 2012


It's usually the beauty that attract me
but perhaps she

was the right person
her personality made me happy

so that's why i pursued her
I'm a dude to make maneuvers

if i choose her, then she whipped
cuz my deck as long as a ruler

she may be kinda crazy
it's cool as long as i school her

i'm smooth as grand puba
and i can charm a computer

for us to conversate's
all it takes to make an impression

like a teacher lecturing
when I'm speaking she taking lessons

but every time we argue and fight
i feel like I'm dying

i feel like trying to tell her the truth
she feel like I'm lying

so i'ma move on
cuz I'm strong as ever without her

i can do better
but i can never forget about her

without her being close is depressing
they say nobody's perfect

but her honey-roasted complexion's
close to perfection

plus she got a body
that could probably turn a gay man straight

she so in shape
i think mommy's taking karate

so while she get it done in the gym
running the treadmill

I'm running from feds still
keep one in the head still

i be reminiscing boo, missin you
that's dead real

cuz you nice in the bed
and you nice with the head skills

you awfully fine
i can't get you off my mind

i won't front
i might've lost a dime

but you crossed the line
and aint follow directions

you gone
getting back together's out of the question

I'M MOVING ON

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